Chapter 1153 — Enlightenment in the Pot
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 3
Yan'er's figure had by now returned to normal, her form full and fair; feeding him, she laughed. "It is no bad thing for the Young Master to stay a while longer. It gives us the chance to roam the hills and waters together."
Little Tubo came trudging out of the woods with a chuff, dragging a great white rhino. That white rhino was absurdly large, like a small hill, and he had knocked it senseless.
"Moo," said Little Tubo, grave of face.
Yan'er spat a mouthful of fire and roasted the white rhino done. The little fellow sat beside the roasted rhino and ate with all his might.
In this year and more, he had learned to look after himself.